apollo, omar
i need
i need you
i want
i want you
three days my eye's turning blue
my head
my mind
it turns to you
ella
ella me dijo
tome este vino
baila tanto
baila tan bien
drank too much
i really hate myself
two cars race down the hill
swerve quick
loose steering wheel
turn it off
my shit don't work at all
i'm close to help my fall
but please don't take away my soul
soul